The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

She was both worried and scared, her small hands clutching the bed sheet, quickly pulling the bed sheet into folds. His slender fingers would slip into her small hand, intertwined with hers.

In the end, under her half-accepting resistance, he had a good time with her.

When she fell asleep tiredly, Elvis sometimes cried so he stood up and hugged the little boy and used awkward positions to lull him to sleep.

That period was the happiest time of his life. The girl he loved became his wife and the mother of his son. The awkward love affair was too late to say. It seemed that her love for him was as turbulent and intense as his love for her.

He thought that would be his life.

But who could know that she was actually pretending? She contacted Marcus again.

In fact, Alpha didn’t want to think about the memory after that, and he never thought about it in all these years.

The day she brought Marcus to the Red Velvet room, she ruined herself as well as him.

Those days he went to work. Because he missed her and their child, he returned a day earlier than planned, wanting to surprise her.

He returned to the Red Velvet room, walked to the bedroom, and reached out to push the door open, but the next second froze.

Because there was a voice from within, an abnormal voice.

It was Anabelle’s soft, waxy voice, “Marcus, be gentler. I can’t stand it…”

He immediately froze, and his black pupils suddenly shrunk. He didn’t mishear her voice. When he was infatuated with her countless nights, she would make the same sound, begging him to let her go…

now her voice is more subtle and

few seconds, raised his long leg, and

the sight he had

the

pulling up the clothes to protect Anabelle, then she

smiled

that his face must have been hideous then, his bright red eyes staring at her, but she wasn’t

her small snow-white feet

was once cold and elegant, was pampered by him with such passionate

smile in her beautiful almond eyes. She asked, “Alpha, why did you come back? Didn’t you say you would come back tomorrow? I’m

Marcus were childhood sweethearts. You forced me to marry you and keep me here. I’ll tell you the truth. I have never forgotten Marcus even for a day! I always want

I run away, you’ll catch me back. I can’t beat you. But it’s okay. I

Don’t be so infatuated. I’ve never loved you before. Every minute and every second spent with

hate you. You ruined

she said filled his eardrums. He glared at her with his red eyes and clenched his fists. All his reason was burned to

pulled her away. She didn’t want to go.

“I was wrong. Letting Marcus live for the

a threat, Anabelle

took her out of the Red Velvet room, went to a small wooden house, threw her into the bathroom, and coldly said a few words: “Take off your

room, holding a

in the ashtray. He turned his head, his red phoenix eyes fixed the

on his long legs, he put his big hand on the doorknob, wanting to

because she locked